Since everyone has a unique story to tell, think about it, what's your story? Since no two sexual fantasies are quite alike, think about it, what's yo...r sexual fantasy? Many of my stories are commissioned by fans to write their stories and/or sexual fantasies. I earn my living by writing custom, creative, and personalized stories for fans for a small fee. This story, Mother and Son Swinging Sex, is a true story imparted to me to write for a fan about his family's i****tuous, sexual, swinging. First her leather jacket. Then her top and skirt. Finally her bra and the pantyhose her cock had been trapped in all day.Jon swallowed as her monster unit unfurled before him. He was practically salivating. He wanted it in his mouth. Brenda teased him. Mother rarely fed it to him straight away, as much as she wanted to. She stalked around her bitch-boy maid and started unzipping his dress at the back.“Let’s take this off. Don’t want to make a mess of it.”With her help, the dress was pulled free. “That felt amazing… mmmmm… now I want you to cum for me…” she said before sitting up and moving her hips. “Oh yeah?” I asked, running my hands over her breasts and stomach. “Mmhmm.” “And where do you want my cum?” “Anywhere.” “Fuck!” I sat up and kissed her hard and deep before wrapping my arms around her back and moving with her. We stayed like that for a few minutes before I quickly rolled us over so I could be on top, completely taking her by surprise. “Mmmm, baby… fuck me,” she said,. For all of his optimism, it was apparent Kellam beamed even more during his interaction with her. Something Blake hoped to attain one day but had very little faith that he would.“Hey Blake, say hi to my wife Lydia,” Kellam said as he turned the face of his cell phone towards Blake who awkwardly raised his hand and shook at her.“Awww, he seems shy, Kell,” Lydia said as if speaking about a child. Her pink, satin robe was slackly tied around her belly button; Cleavage and abs both visible with her.